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Stimulation
The conversation keeps me intrigued, I love the way your octaves change with the depth of your words. and the way you laugh at the lightness of my jokes. Your words seem to play a melody that repeats in my mind a thousand times. It kind of reminds me of the oldies my mom use to play, were the sounds are echoed into your soul and you unconsciencly sing when you here the song. Or maybe it`s the way you advertise your emotions in your eyes. They say you can see a persons soul through their eyes, and when I look into yours I can hear them speaking to my heart, telling me your needs and your wants. This is how I know when to hold you in my arms, and when to stroke the nap of your neck, or when to offer a piece of my wisdom. Your eyes tell me stories your lips will never speak. Juth eht way your touch invites repsonses, that my body can not decline. The store of your hand alerts all of my senses to anticipate your next move. Sort of the way my body unknowingly relaxes when I lay up against you at night just so I can feel your heartbeat singing a lullaby against my skin. You give me what my mind, body and soul longs for, STIMULATION 
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